Why dont you just wallow in self pity and die or something/
I picture your face in the back of my eyes
A fire in the attic a proof of the prize
Anna Molly, Anna Molly, Anna Molly
A cloud hangs over
And mutes my happiness
A thousand ships couldnt sail me back from distress
Wish you were here
I'm a wounded satellite
I need you now put me back together make me righttoday is stone at home day :D
i have to go for some reunion dinner thing at night, but thats all. super boring.
i want to go shopping agaaaaiiinnnnn :/
1:10 PM
